Sympathy for the Devil | By : aoi37 Category: InuYasha > Het - Male/Female > Sessh?maru/Rin > Sessh?maru/Rin Views: 13084 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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I think we know who belongs to whom in this fan
fiction. The characters of Inu Yasha belong to their creator, Rumiko Takahashi
and everyone she leased them out to, me not being one of them.
Sympathy for the Devil
Chapter Sixteen
By Devon Masterson-Bond
Aoi37@hotmail
AN: I am going to try the same
method I am using for “If We Kissed?” for this story. We’ll see how it goes. Also I have gone back to school so updates will only be on weekends. I am going to try an update of something every weekend.
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Sesshomaru sat at his desk
going over various reports, correction his eyes moved back and forth, but he
was no closer to digesting a single word than he would have been if the file
was closed. His mind kept wandering back to Rin. He was so weak. Focus was
better when he thought she was some weak human. Now that he knew her and had
her, she stayed on his mind. He could not wait for the novelty to wear off so
he could be normal again.
Of course pleasing Rin’s body
and annoying her was not the only thing on his mind. He titled the cup of ice
to his mouth and let the cubes melt, taking some of the stress with them. He
swallowed the last one, once it was shrunk. All gone! Kudos to this tolerable
habit. Like all of his vices it was in plain sight and yet no one noticed. The
Lord of the West could not show nervousness that was impossible. “Enter.”
The door opened and Rin
walked inside with a glass orange juice…at once it was orange juice, now it was
orange flavored ice. She sat in the chair across from him and shook her glass
at him as though he were some sort of substance fiend. “I know you only want
the ice anyway. Kagome left strict orders for them not to let me near the sake.
It is like she doesn’t trust me.”
“Such things would not be
good for our pup.” He crossed his arms eyeing the glass nonchalantly. “But why
would you think that I would want your leftovers?”
“Oh get over yourself, Sess.
I watched you like a hawk for nearly six months and I noticed that when you
feel, and I was amazed that you felt anything at the time, insecure you eat
ice.” Rin stood and sat on the edge of his precious desk almost daring him to
push her off of it. “Just humor me for once in your life since for some reason
your state of mind is affecting me.”
A white eyebrow rose and he
took the glass. A smug expression formed across her face. She just told him
what to do! He could not have that now could he?. He
walked over to her and pulled her against him. “We have bonded despite your
noble efforts to hate me. There is little that I can keep from you,” he replied.
Holding her chin gently and tilting it upward he looked into her eyes. “It is a
two way street. You have been hiding something as well.”
Rin’s eyes widened. What did
he mean by that? “Sesshomaru…” her sentence trailed. His stare was so intense;
he was giving her an opening. He knew and the thought that he might have played
with her emotions, and made them start working again, it made her ill. She
pulled away and turned from him. “Damn
him.” After spending so much time doing whatever she had to earn his trust
her way, she ended up caring about what he thought of her. This could get ugly.
She might lose him. Conflict welled up within her. She had already resigned
herself to the fact that she was never going home again and now here he was all
high mighty and possibly knowledgeable. “Damn
him.” She was going to cry. That prickly feeling was behind her eyelids. It
had been awhile since she last felt it, over a decade. Hell she die first!
“Before I came here,” she
began keeping her back to him, “I was a demon hunter.”
“I am well of aware of your
pass transgressions. I am more concerned with the fact that my mate gives her
back to me in disrespect while we converse.”
A look of confusion crossed
her features as she spun around quickly. “You know?”
“I have already stated this
fact to you, Rin, and do not feel the need to repeat myself. Why do you turn
away from me?”
“Do the others know?”
“They know of your occupation
just not your level of ruthlessness. I see no reason for them to possess that
knowledge. Now answer my question.”
A rush of heat warmed her
cheeks. “I had to collect my thoughts for a moment.”
Sesshomaru smirked. He would
accept that answer for now. “You need not hide your thoughts from me.” He moved
closer to her and kissed her forehead.
“Why did you…” she whispered
as he held her close
“You were no threat to me,”
he answered simply. Rin’s brow furrowed and she nearly ripped from his grasp,
but he held her too tightly. She could feel a light chuckle coming from him.
First time she had ever heard him laugh and he had jokes, ass. “Your scent
called to me in away that I could not deny, despite both of our efforts.”
Rin stopped struggling. Her
heart melted somewhat at his admission. “He’s
still a bastard.”
“I see you’re not going to be
one of those sappy compliment givers.” She smirked at his lack of facial
expression.
“You are not the type of
female that needs such measures,” he replied somewhat proudly. “Another way in which we are suited.” He took her hand in
his for a moment then let her go.
“What is this?” He had slipped
something on her finger, a silver ring with a clear stone inlayed into it. The
clarity was too clear to be a diamond or an opal. She also knew he had too much
class to put a piece of glass on her finger.
An eyebrow rose slightly in
annoyance. The Lord of the West could feel his cheeks growing somewhat warm.
The response displeased him, but he considered it acceptable since he was in
the presence of his mate. “My mother was a poison youkai. In the tradition of
her ancestors the first tear of a newborn is collected once it crystallizes and
is given to the mate after consummation.”
“This is your tear?” she
asked feeling her eyes misting. Weren’t they a pair, two emotional cripples
suddenly behaving like they cared for one another? “Thank you.” She brushed her
lips across his then whispered into his ear, "I did see that blush and I
have to admit the vulnerable look does turn me on…”
“I agree,” he growled lowly.
“Nothing would please me more than bending you across my desk. I would not even
remove your clothes.”
Who knew? A brown eyebrow
quirked at the erotic possibility, she had no idea he was this kinky or sexy.
“What’s stopping you?” she nibbled on his ear.
“Your state of mind and mine,
I would have trouble working in an environment where the scent of taking you
covered every inch of it.”
“Every inch?” she shrieked in
a shocked curiosity then smiled as she pulled his shirt out of his pants. “How
does that affect my state of mind?”
“You may become embarrassed
mating just before you are formally introduced as Lady of the West. I doubt
Kenji or Inu Yasha will be tasteful.”
Good argument! Rin pouted.
“You do have a point starting a war and killing one of the few living relatives
you have would put a damper on things.” She sighed and tucked shirt back into
his pants. “Later, I suppose.”
Sesshomaru merely smirked and
moved away to gain distance as he sensed the fox nearby. His plans for the
evening were not a ‘supposed’ but a definite. “Kenji is coming.” He slipped
back into his blanket of formality.
The door opened
unceremoniously. “Hi, kids just thought I’d visit before you two did something
I would do,” he greeted.
“Have you no manners?”
Sesshomaru asked.
“Yes, but for you I don’t use
them. It keeps you on edge.”
“Fool,” he replied in an
almost sigh. He sat down behind the desk. “Are you in need of assistance
besides of the psychiatric nature?”
“Ooh, your cutting jokes now.
Mating regularly really does wonders for your personality, you’re almost fun.”
“Get out of my office.”
“What so you can wear poor
Rin out on every surface? I don’t think so, as her unofficial older, handsome
brother, I can not allow that until you publicly make an honest demon of
yourself.” He stood to his feet with his nose turned up and took Rin by the
arm. “Come along, O-Rin.” A humorous look passed over her features at the entire
exchange. What did she get herself into when stepped foot in Tokyo. “Say your good-byes.” She waved.
Sesshomaru shook his head.
The fool was over dramatic, but he could count on him. “See that she is not
late.”
The two left the office,
Kenji grinned from ear to ear. “Like I predicted.”
“What do you mean ‘like you
predicted?’” she asked narrowing her eyes.
Kenji took her hand and
rubbed it consolingly. “Now, now, Vixen, you had to know that the sexual
tension could’ve been cut and melted down. There was a pool going on when and
where. I won, by the way.” He winked knowingly. “You nasty little girl.”
“I…” her sentence trailed as
her face reddened. Obviously there were no secrets in this place. She could see
why Sesshomaru was so serious all the time. It was out necessity or be
embarrassed all of the time. “I am
neither held to the standards of common people nor do I… abide by them. To
imply my methods are uncouth would be to insult me. You’ll do well to remember that,
Kenji,” Rin said frostily. She prayed Sesshomaru was outside of ear shot.
Teal eyes danced in mirth.
“That sounds exactly like something Sess would say. Maybe I should loose my
virginity again in an elevator,” he chuckled.
“You bastard…”
He put a finger to her lips
stopping her sentence. “My parents were properly mated at my conception,” he
interrupted with a grin then looked at her seriously. “He’s my best friend and
I was not going to allow him to make the same mistake that I did.”
“I…”
Kenji shook his head. “Enough
serious talk, let’s cut a rug. I’ve always wanted to say that.” He pulled her
off towards the dance floor.
16-16-16
Genjuro sat at the board room
table thoughtfully. Everyone but the Lord and Lady of the West were present.
Due to ceremonious reasons they were entering last. He wanted to say screw
ceremony, time was running out, but the last thing he wanted to do was insult
the very ones he sought after. The Lord of the West, especially, he had heard
things from Kagome and Inu Yasha. The Lord had finally taken a mate and already
she was with child.
Jaken cleared his throat. “I
will now introduce Lord Sesshomaru, Lord of the Westernalands and his mate and
bearer of his heir, Lady O-Rin.” Genjuro nearly choked but managed to
gracefully cover it up before anyone could notice.
“How could this happen?” his mind screamed at him. Pater’s assassin had found
him here and even managed to get in with the enemy. “O-Rin, align herself with the enemy even under false pretenses?”
His logical mind took over as he observed her countenance. One thing Genjuro
could say about O-Rin was not fraternizer. She hardly dealt with her own clan
much less an enemy. Her rash calculated history behavior did not justify
becoming a spy and going to far as to sleep with a demon. She would have killed
them all first or died trying. Something was clearly amiss, either she somehow
lost her history and was therefore able to start over, or her behavior changed.
He was more likely to believe that she lost her history than some impossible
change of heart. Bigots like Rin just did not get over their prejudice, they
died defending it.
Brown eyes met with brown.
Several readable emotions passed through them, shock, anger, fear, then
nothing. Genjuro had seen enough. “If I may speak?” he said once Sesshomaru and
Rin sat at the head of the table.
Rin could feel the pain of her
knuckles turning white as she gripped the armrests dangerously. She was feeling
positively ill. “I am going to lose him.” Genjuro stared at her with a haughty
indifference. He had hated ever since he laid eyes on her and since her trial
he had been seeking her death/exile. He finally got what he wanted, she was
never going back home, but now he was going to destroy the life that fought
tooth and nail not to build. The same life she thought once was a weakness.
Sesshomaru observed Rin from
the corner of his eye as he nodded towards the informant. His mate was clearly
upset by the human’s presence. “Speak only what is relevant, my mate is only
recently pupped and is ill from the changes in her body.”
A smiled crossed his features
at the Lord of the West’s word choice. “Insightful
demon, he must have given her quite a run for her money.” Genjuro nodded.
“Four days ago, the demon hunter clan came under a coup from within our ranks. A man by the name of Pater has sworn to rid
the country of demons and those who sympathize with them.”
“You are bringing the petty
problems of your clan to us for what reason?” Ryu asked shrewdly.
“We have a common enemy, Lord
Ryu. The demon hunters left under Pater’s command are quite formidable and it
will only be a matter of time before he goes from a simple nuisance to a
problem. Those that disagree with Pater need you help to bring him under
control and in exchange we will form an alliance.”
“You seem to benefit more
from this than we do,” Makoto commented looking around the room. “Surely this
Pater person can not be this much of a problem.”
“We are talking about a man
that has slaughtered his own people for not thinking the same as he does,”
Genjuro sighed running his hands through his hair.
“We understand your plight,”
Kenji explained, “but what makes this man so different from any other threat we
have encountered?”
Brown eyes flew towards O-Rin
for a moment then towards amber eyes. “He does not stop and he does not care
who he has to kill even his…family…”
A beeping sound interrupted
him and all eyes turned towards a red faced redheaded kitsune, who looked
towards his PDA mortified, the sound was supposed to be turned off!! It was his
first meeting as second in line of the East and already he looked like a jerk.
Even Kenji looked displeased with him. He quickly moved to log off when he
noticed that mail message was marked urgent and was from Sango, his eyes
widened as he read the message. “That was Sango and Miroku, they have been
trying to get in contact with us, the exterminator village has been destroyed
and she suspects the demon hunters.”
Genjuro sat down wearily. More
of his brother and sisters lost to that monster. He balled his fists in anger
but willed it not manifest further than that. There was still one more card to
play. “So what are going to do now, Ladies and Gentlemen?”
To be continued…
AN: Yeah I know it’s a cliffy, but I did not want
to bombard you with too much drama in a chapter after so such a long hiatus.
Besides ya’ll will be gritting your teeth in next chapter.
© 2005 Devon Masterson-Bond
I think we know who belongs to whom in this fan
fiction. The characters of Inu Yasha belong to their creator, Rumiko Takahashi
and everyone she leased them out to, me not being one of them.
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